He grabbed her breast and twisted it until she whimpered."Allen, that hurts. Allen." You like it though, don't you?" he snarled, scooping his hand und...r her nightie and ripping the sheer material away. The neckband caught against her ribs and burned as it snapped.He wedged himself between her thighs and his blunt fingers probed restlessly at her snatch, pinching it harshly and stabbing in without any foreplay."Don't be rough, Allen," she sobbed, holding onto his neck as he raised her hips and. “I’m awake” I said with a smile, hidden in the darkness of my room. He came in, closing the door behind him, the only illumination coming from the stars and moon outside my open window. My legs were under the covers, I was a little cold from the breeze coming through the window but if I had closed it I would become uncomfortably hot immediately. I sat up as he came towards me. He sat on the edge of my bed next to me. “Stacy I…” his voice trailed off for a moment, he bowed his head as if he was. My chair was side wards from our table so I could spread my legs to expose my pussy, or pull open the top to expose my tits. This was really exciting to me and my pussy was starting to get very – very wet. It is a long skinny bar and the pool table is in the back. Everyone there is seated in front of the pool table. Now I'm getting horny and excited so I decided to stand facing the back of the bar, in front of the pool table and undo the last button. I put my hands in the pockets of my coat. This caused a lot of giggling and a threat from Coach Simpson to turn on the lights if we didn't quiet down. I thought a more effective threat would have been to make us watch the video again.Mercifully, the bulb in the video projector burned out with fifteen minutes to go in the period. Coach told us to behave ourselves while she went on a predictably futile trip to the A/V department for a replacement.The door hadn't even shut good behind Coach when the room erupted with conversation.Polly.